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"Elise, is that you? " she asked. "Well, this is Millie." Mrs. Adams settled comfortably back in her bed and rested the receiver on a small embroidered pillo\v near her ear. By turning her head slightly she could both talk and hear without having to use her hand to hold the instrument in place. This left her free to smoke and to sip the cup of hot bouillon which she always drank before going to sleep. "I thought you'd call," she said. "1 was going to wait about ten minutes, and then if you didn't call, I was going to call you. What are you whispering about?" "Listen, my dear," Millie said. "Sam's in the tub and he can't hear a thing. You know how he lets the water run and run. Well, I'm just about crazy. His birthday's day after tomor- row and I can't think of a thing." "Can't think of a thing!" Mrs. Ad- ams repeated. "Hasn't he even an . d " z ea. "\Vell," Millie said. "First 1 sort of fished around, and then I came right out, and he wants underwear. Under- 'Ý wear and socks" J j Mrs. Adams reached over for a ciga- rette and lit it. "Ridiculous!" she said. / "Underwear isn't a present. At least, not for , a man." "That's what I thought," Millie said. "I told him. I said I just can't buy underwear." "Those shorts," lVIrs. Adams said scornfully. "And those ribbed shirt things." "Exactly," Millie agreed. "So can you meet me tomorrow and we'll put our heads together?" "Of course I can," Mrs. Adams said. "And we'd better start early. Say half- past eleven?" "Half-past eleven will be fine," Mil- , lie said. "And at the bag counter at Saks. If you're late I want to have something to look at." "First, I think you'd better decide what you want to spend," Mrs. Adams said. "That'll save a lot of time." , "\Vell, I thought about fifty," Millie ð said. "Of course, it would be nice if I could get something for less. But I'm / /' willing to go fifty. I got my interest check." "Fifty is loads," Mrs. Adams told her. "-And I'll see you tonlorrow." M Rs. ADAMS was at the bag coun- ter promptly at eleven-thirty the next day, but she didn't see Millie. She walked to the end of the aisle, where she could watch the Fifth A venue entrance, and stood impatiently tapping one foot. She felt vaguely out of sorts, partly be- cause her new rayon stockings sagged around her ankles slightly and partly be- cause the skirt of her new suit hadn't buttoned around her waist as easily as it had when she first bought it.. She waited, looking at the women as they passed by, glancing at them sharply and disapprov- ingly. Suddenly someone touched her on the shoulder and she turned around. It was Millie, slightly out of breath, and she was carrying a package. Mrs. Adams looked at the package and saId noth- Ing. "I've done the most awful thing," Millie said. "1 was ten minutes early and I got to snooping around, and of course the leather bags were out of the question, but I kept thinking of my beige, and I saw this beige bag. A cloth one. \Vell, my dear, I bought it." "I thought you wanted a blond al- ligator ," Mrs. AdalllS said. "That's what you told me, and that's what I've been keeping an eye out for. If I'd have known that you'd have considered a cloth one-" "It was only twelve- fifty," Millie said. "And it isn't bad at all It has two bows at either end. " Mrs. Adams frowned. "Did you charge it?" she asked. "N 0," Millie said. "I paid cash." "Then that only leaves you thirty-seven fifty for Sam." Mrs. Adams sighed. "Thirty-seven fif- ty isn't fifty. There's a great differ- ence." They started to walk toward the door. "Well," Millie said. "If we can't find something, we just can't, that's all. I mean, he did ask for underwear." "If you're going to think like that," Mrs. Adams said, "I won't go with you. I won't even consider the striped kind or some of the little checks." They stepped out onto the street. The day was bright and sunny and the cher- ries which Mrs. Adams wore on the top of her head clicked gaily in the 1>